Category: puking

ciao toronto.


I am leaving for Italy tomorrow. I may or may not vomit. Time will tell.


Packing for four months is daunting. I have 2 suitcases and 3 seasons of clothing to pack. I’m not even the kind of person that chooses and lays their outfit out the night before work, so to essentially do that for 4 months is pretty overwhelming.

Chris has finalized his travel plans so he will be spending two weeks in December with me in Italy. We’re not sure where we will be going yet, but we have plenty of time to plan it. I’m sure I will obsessively plan it throughout the lonely moments of the next few months.

I will miss Hank the pug. I can’t even look at him right now without wanting to burst into tears. What a cutie.